There were no visions even in Heaven, as beautiful as the site before his timeless eyes. The pale skin of her neck, legs, arms were as soft as the blowing silk billowing in the morning, desert breeze. It would be a sight, a vision that would accompany him throughout endless time; through his love for man himself; through his passion for one woman's touch and through the destruction of his own kind. For one single moment, he would give eternity. These are the words of a miraculous, and immortal being. His name is Eth and his story is one filled with passion, torment, loyalty, deception, war and triumph. Journey with him through the very streets of once glorious heaven, through the sand filled walkways of ancient Egypt and finally into the pit of hell itself.
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